Boots Licking Stories

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Holiday w/ Mistress & Her BF Day 03

by Slave_Sara on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Day Three!! -------------------- I wakeup slowly, feeling something warm and wet on my lips. I recognise the delicious scent of my Miss and open my eyes to find her straddling my face and rubbing her kitty on my lips. She brushes my hair with her hand and says, "good morning sweetheart." I mumble "good morning Miss," as I wrap my lips round her pussy and...

Nosferatu Ch. 01

by texasjim on Sep 16, 2017
Erotic Horror

Nosferatu Ch. 01: The Beginning The steam rises from the damp, dark street. Your running, panicked…not sure what is pursuing you. You hear the heavy sound of boots on the cobblestone streets. The thumping is right behind you. The faster you run in your bare feet, night gown flowing behind you, the closer the footsteps become. The cold air and the panic a...

B is for Boots and My Butt

by chanstevens on Aug 18, 2017
Fetish

If you have read my other stories, you will know that my recent sexual activities have been ordered by, shared with and made so much more pleasurable by, my master – Mr Butt. You will also know that I like him to be in control but that I enjoy some control over men too and that was how it began with us. So it seemed only reasonable that I explain the story...

Sehnsucht Ch. 03: The Suit

by ladythisbe on Mar 7, 2018
Novels and Novellas

Grabbing the door handle, I promptly leave the gentleman's quarters. I feel faint at all that has transpired, and especially his last words. He wants to break me, that is clear. But at this moment, I can only imagine I will fly. Passing my mistress's chambers I hear some curious noises. I make sure that I'm alone and look through the keyhole to her room. I...

Katie's Cum Revenge

by milfleglover on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

Katie's a hottie MILF who lives downstairs from me, about 48, blondish-gray hair, nice, tight little body with a great pair of legs. She wears shorts a lot and her gams are supple, creamy, a little muscular, and her ass is high and tight. I see her in the yard, working at raking or cutting the lawn, almost always in a low pair of leather, grungy work boots o...

Some of My Fetishes

by KINKYCanada on Aug 18, 2017
Fetish

A little about me, myself, and I. I have had many talks with people online, friends, family, and acquaintances about some of my many fetishes, and let me tell you there are a lot of them. I am hoping with this letter to truthfully tell a story of how an average guy developed some of his stronger fetishes. To start, I am an average guy, 6' tall, 210 pounds,...

Femdom in Delhi Pt. 01

by Slavetogoddess on Jul 14, 2020
BDSM

Hi, my name is Abhi, I am single, 28 years old who lives and works in London, 5'11 in height, muscular with short hair and fair skin. A typical north Indian guy who goes to the gym. Since I was in the early 20's I was curious about Femdom and being someone's slave, but never knew this fantasy will be true unexpectedly. Let me take you back to summer 2017....

Recruiting of a Sissy Maid Ch. 12

by Sissy_Chantel on Nov 23, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

Chapter Twelve: Chantel's First Night as a Club Dominatrix [One week after the dinner time encounter with Carl]. Carl in conversation with Barlow revolves around modifying a room in the complex into a Dominatrix play room/dungeon, for Carl's new girl to expand her role as to being a tranny dominatrix. Carl asks, "Barlow how is the Dominatrix room coming a...

Mistress Chantel, Tranny Dominatrix Ch. 01

by Sissy_Chantel on Sep 19, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

Prefix: Welcome to my next erotic story. This story will be written from the point of view of a Transvestite Dominatrix. It is a new twist in my mindset as I normally identify as submissive and as a sissy maid and slut to a dominant Master. It's my 'kink' but I have danced around in my mind a story from a position of Chantel being a true Transvestite Dominat...

Bootlicker

by GoddessVictoria on Sep 25, 2017
BDSM

BE CAREFUL WHAT YOU WISH FOR. He remembered that later, much later but by then it was too late. By then every semblance of masculinity had been totally stripped away from him. He was no longer master in his own home. How could he have been so foolish? Had there been a part of him that hoped she would find out? He had been so careful, smug even. Why shouldn...